that I love growing things
that I could love the experience of a homesteader's survivalist simplistic lifestyle ('specially if i got good cell service so I could surf on my iPhone)
that I think my family is too funny in all ways that word could possibly mean
that I love knowing how to do man stuff like build furniture out of wood and repair a shovel and change a tire (not that I do these things often or very well, mind you. Theman needs purpose.)
that I love knowing how to do girl stuff like sew clothes and cook and rock a baby to sleep (not that I do these things nearly as often as I would like.)
that nature is my soulmate (yeah. I just used that word.) Have you ever seen a view so beautiful that is almost feels scary? Like it's so beautiful you're afraid you'll never be satisfied again with any other view? That happens to me sometimes and then I remember I have yet to see the back country of China or Cathedral Rock in Yosemite so I relax a bit - though I'm sure in China, they don't call it "back country".
that I have absolutely no interest in taking a cruise unless it's from Seattle to Alaska with lots of adventures to be had along the way.
that I don't know what i'm getting my ponies for Christmas. I want simplicity, they are, well, they are teens in a material world. Finding balance will be beautiful.
that there is a story in me planted by something bigger than me that is waiting patiently for my bravery and trust.
that I believe...know...that as a man thinketh, so is he.
that I want to work on Tom Selleck's ranch.
that I lovelovelove the snow falling outside my window right at this very moment.
that I can't wait for the day when I allow my body to laugh as big as my mouth.
that my journal is my lifeline to my true self - my trusting, confident, relaxed, patient, brave self.
that I'm so excited to share a journaling journey with you in my new e-course, Shifting Ground.